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I sat fuming at the edge of the bed while Bhekizizwe slept peacefully.

I couldn't believe that the man I so loved and so admired was a drug addict?
No, did you see how effortlessly he took those drugs? And what more? After all these good loving and pure vibes, he took advantage of me?

"Hey baby, you're up rather early," Bhekizizwe greeted as he placed both hands on my tighs and placed a trail of kisses on my neck

I grew quiet.

"I miss you...."

I grew quieter.

"Baby, come back to bed...."

"Bhekizizwe Ngali.....you are a dirty smoker, a filthy drug addict and a bloody rapist!
Stay away from me, dont you dare ever look for me. I hate you so much. How could you, after all this love?"

"Baby, it's not what you think. I can explain"

I scoffed.

"Look over there. Those are are my bags.
I'm leaving. Never show up again! You are filthy, shameless, and evil. Bhekizizwe you disgust me, Just stay away from me. "

"Tamilore, I can explain, i love you so much...I'm human, im not perfect, please dont go....."he begged.

Just then, my phone rang. It was a call from Mr. Mulakpo. It seemed urgent. Mulakpo never calls....

"Good day, sir
Yes, please, sir
I'd need all the files and documentation
Yes, Sir, I'd fix it, Thank you, "

I thawed back to my broken self.

I reached for the door and took my bags and left. I was so hurt.

This is the only man i grew to love after the dent from my past. I was willing to start afresh, rewrite my story, and at least give it a happy ending.

Men are a scum!

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